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We don’t have a screen in our bathroom window. After you take a shower, you leave the window open to clear out the steam. However, this meant we had flies in the apartment pretty much all summer. This week I noticed that it has finally been cold enough that we don’t have a fly inside. Mission accomplished.

There are a lot of poems about flies: William Blake, Charles Bukowski, Emily Dickinson and so on. If a fly wrote a poem about a human, I bet it would be like H.P. Lovecraft describing Cthulhu, but with a fly swatter.

What do you think you look like a monster to?

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Blind to Blue – Page 6

 

 

 
The Price is Right overbid noise plays in my head whenever I trip walking up stairs, bite my cheek when chewing food or cut my finger trying to open a printer ink cartridge with an x-acto knife to illegally refill it.

Have you eaten things that aren’t food? Are you concerned about it them, you know, coming out.

As always, click and zoom to enlarge!

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Ducks don’t play Duck, Duck, Goose. They think it’s racist. Geese don’t mind.

What do you find difficult? Is it also rain? Are you a box, or another shape? Tell me about it in the comments.

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I’m listening to songs entitled “Black Friday” on Spotify. Quite an experience. I recommend it, unless you don’t like stressful music. Get festive!

If you’d like to learn more about René Quinton visit your local library and look up “science” in the card catalog or ask a librarian for help.

Do you know of any strange experiments that changed the world? Tell me about them it the comments.

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Kombucha Drawings

Yesterday morning, when I sat down at my desk everything was wet and my pens smelled like pickles. I didn’t really think much of it at the time.

Much later I realized that the kombucha had been using my desk to draw weird little pictures to post onto my tumblr. Tumblr still hasn’t gotten back to me about deleting my hacked account.

At this point, I can’t really tell if the kombucha believes it is impersonating me or boldly mocking me. Probably the latter.

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To my knowledge, the New York Public Library should be open today for my hunting trip for out-of-print, Dave Morice books about poetry comics. If anyone has contact with Mr. Morice, I’d certainly enjoy asking him some questions. He’s rad.

What word do you like the repeat aloud? Type it (repeatedly) in the comments to test my sanity.

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My Girlfriend’s Kombucha is Trying to Replace Me

My girlfriend is lovely. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that the kombucha culture she started in the kitchen has fallen in love with her. This wouldn’t be a big deal except that it has been threatened by me.

She swears that she can’t hear it whispering.

Most recently the kombucha has hacked into my Tumblr account. Please disregard anything it posts, it is trying to impersonate and “adsorb” me, whatever that means. I’m in the process of getting Tumblr to deactivate the account. If nothing else, having a yeast based organism online is a public health hazard.

Thanks for understanding, everyone.

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Page 2!

Today, I’m going to the New York Public Library to track down out of print copies of Dave Morice‘s books of poetry comics. I haven’t read any of his work that I haven’t found online. I’ll update you as to what I discover.

UPDATE!

The library is closed for Veteran’s day. So that’s over.

What do you think I should do today?

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Blind to Blue – Page 1


 

 

 

Here is the first page of my new web series. Click and zoom to enlarge. I hope to post regularly on Fridays. This is a longer run of my poetry comics. For more on what that means peek at In Defense of Poetry… Comics. Also, check back regularly as I plan to make more posts discussing the topic of poetry vis-à-vis comics. As always, if you have thoughts on or make poetry comics get yourself in touch.

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In Defense of Poetry… Comics

I have been working on a new web comic, called Blind to Blue that I hope to post each Friday starting this week. It will be a “poetry comic,” a term that I have been wrestling with for a while. Last night, however, I realized that I never defined to others what I mean when I use that term. Being a blog of “poetry comics for velociraptor enthusiasts” I haven’t really delivered much on either. That ends now

Velociraptor puppet!

I used to call the work “graphic poetry,” this borrowed from “graphic novel,” a term coined to appreciate comics that dealt with large themes and complex stories. Very good branding, it immediately communicated to the world at large that there weren’t just comic strips out there but also narrative sequential art with literary merit. However, “graphic poetry” felt presumptuous and lofty. Poetry already suffered from a history of elitism and exclusivity (thanks Ezra Pound), which, I feel, makes it daunting to the average reader.

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